The Cult - Siberia

Another love is blind, Licking honey off the knife, Caught me where I snap, The pound is killing flow And I need you more than truth. Siberia, those are like your tears Keep me closer, surrender forever The love that you find is the love that I give. Fishes in despite With lightening in your eye Dressed in gravel clothes They tear my heart once more. I need you, all of you Siberia, those are like your tears Keep me closer, surrender forever The love that you find is the love, the love that I give. Surrender forever Which its tears are melting The ships are on fire Never making out alive Southern heal, boats are right like your tears Let me closer, surrender forever Love that you find is the love that I give Siberia, those are like your tears Keep me close, surrender forever Never make it out alive.